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The moonlight glowed pure and bright. A sharp clang of gongs ripped through the valley, jolting countless people awake from their dreams. Every barbarian threw on clothes and scrambled up-the young and strong grabbing weapons to

assemble.

"The imperial army's here!"

"Move it! Hurry!"

Nyx stood in the middle of her guards' protective circle, looking around, soaking in the scene.

Between the two peaks was a razor-thin gap. If you stood there and looked up, the sky squeezed into a long, narrow line. sunlight spilling faint, hazy shadows onto the rock walls.

A natural wonder like that-often called a "sliver of sky"-would've been perfect for tourists. Right now, though, it was these barbarians' hideout. She didn't really want to wreck the scenery. If only they'd wise up and surrender.

On the other side of the stone wall they'd piled up, the barbarians seemed to have grouped up and started yelling out- official speech mixed with their own tongue. Nyx perked her ears, catching bits and pieces, piecing it together with some guesswork.

They were basically saying the outsiders could forget about breaking in, stop wasting time, and get lost back where they came from.

"Jon, you're up!" Arlong called out one of his guys-sharp-tongued and fluent in barbarian–who stepped forward to shout back.

the gut. "Hey, barbarians inside-open the gate and surrender quick! Your chief Monka's waiting for you

barbarians for years. Hearing this, they flew into a rage-humiliated their chief got caught and

"He's lying!"

He's slandering the

"Shut your trap!"

Jon sneered, "Bunch of idiots-sold out and still won't believe

after a couple rounds! Even screamed that his foster

old geezer's full of dirty tricks-egged Monka on to drag you all into this mess. You could've been living decent lives as honest folk. When push came to

general says if

be killed!"

to steady the troops. "Don't fall

let you off! Long as you've got our blood in you, you'll always be dirt to them! Surrender, and maybe they won't kill you, but you'll be slaves-your

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us! Why else would they waste breath on these tricks to lure us

suckerf, it beat signing your life away on a slave contract. Good masters were one in a million-most slaves got

words hit home. Some who'd been wavering about killing him to surrender quietly dropped the idea,

off the barbarians inside more than once. A

dawn crept up, and both sides started feeling the exhaustion. Erik shot a look at the guy, whose voice was starting to crack, signaling

out, silencing the whole army. The barbarians hiding in the valley felt their hair

airs!" the old man snapped back, forcing a cold laugh.

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